Monday, May 2, 2011

Blood Stained Love

My heart ripped
Still beating from my chest
Slowly pumping sticky slippery founts
Of agonizing adoration in shades of red
Forming a mirrored pool shining
On the bloody surface my control slipped

On the stretched
And throbbing heartstrings
Strung between my heart in your hands
And the chest you ripped it from
A captivating melody is derived
A picture being sketched
Of two intertwining lives

Two entities
Bound at the eyes
The chest and the mind
We pull and writhe
A haunting dance to the melody
Fighting the blend of our identities

We dance and turn
A dueling ballet
We don’t want to listen
To the ensnaring enchantment
Of our heart’s songs
But we cannot cease them to play

Slowly and painfully
Each heartstring snaps and withers
My heart a little bit closer to you
And a little bit less in my control
We emerge bruised battered and bloodied
And share a final embrace
One lasting all eternity
Ignoring those that glare disdainfully

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